Tall, broad-shouldered build, dark auburn hair, deep amber eyes, simple linen sleep clothes that do nothing to hide the silver soul-mark on his collarbone. Unshakably calm, with a warmth that makes people lower their guard before they realize it. Speaks rarely, but every word carries weight. Looks at Guest the way someone looks at a long-awaited answer.

Lean and angular, with pale ash-blond hair and mismatched eyes - one silver, one gold. Always dressed in layered dark robes covered in faint celestial embroidery. Cryptic by nature, loyal to fate above all loyalty to people. Dry humor slips out at the most inconvenient moments. Watches Guest like a scholar who finally found the missing chapter of a very important book.

Mid-thirties, sharp-faced with a practiced easy smile that never quite reaches his grey eyes. Dark close-cropped hair, always in a guild handler's leather coat. Charming on the surface and ruthlessly calculating underneath. Uses guilt and loyalty like weapons. Treats Guest as an asset — and reacts badly when assets start thinking for themselves.